Chapter 534: The Little Heir Apparent of the Rong Prince Manor and the Yan Guogong Manor

Qin Bi walked quickly and asked: "Rong Chi, did you miss me?"

"Missed you," Rong Chi stretched out his little hands: "Hug."

Qin Bi picked up Rong Chi. Rong Juan's gaze swept over Qin Bi; she wasn't injured. Only then did Rong Juan feel relieved. Rong Yang came to the manor gate. Rong Juan stepped down the stairs and picked up Rong Yang.

"Father," Rong Yang said: "I picked up Mother."

Rong Juan's eyebrows were smiling: "Your mother must be very surprised."

Rong Yang was happy and showed Rong Juan the little sweet radish. Rong Juan raised his eyebrows, surprised that there was still this thing in winter. Rong Yang's little body tilted, and Rong Juan walked towards Qin Bi and Rong Chi.

The little sweet radishes Rong Yang held were all wiped clean, and he gave one to Rong Chi.

Rong Chi opened his mouth and took a bite of the little sweet radish. Rong Yang let go and didn't feed him; he was just a cub himself. Rong Chi had no choice but to hold the little sweet radish and eat it himself.

"Are there more?" The little milk bun had eaten it and found it delicious.

"There are more," Qin Bi told him with a smile.

Now the little milk bun was truly happy. Rong Juan took Rong Chi and held the two children himself. They were tiny and not heavy. Rong Juan brought his chattering wife and children home.

The little Imperial Prince followed behind. The little sweet radishes the Heir Apparent's wife found were really delicious.

When they reached the Heir Apparent's courtyard, Qin Bi took out everything she had collected. Rong Juan was stunned, the little milk bun's little mouth was shocked and couldn't close, and Rong Yang also looked surprised.

The little Imperial Prince was so shocked his little chin almost fell to the ground: "Which small space in the Beast Realm did the Heir Apparent's wife go to? Is spiritual food falling from the sky? Oh my mother, there are actually field snails???????"

The little milk bun came back to his senses, panicked, and fluttered: "Mine, mine, mine."

"Mother," Rong Yang got off the ground and didn't let the Heir Apparent Rong hold him anymore. The child held Qin Bi's hand and looked at the various spiritual foods, his black eyes very bright: "So many delicious spiritual foods."

"See what you like to eat," Qin Bi was happy to see the child happy: "I'll make it for you at noon."

Rong Yang ran to look at the things in the basket. The little milk bun Rong Chi was making a big fuss; he was very lively when he saw so many good things. He He Shizi Apparent Rong was helpless and had to let him off the ground.

The little guy wobbled to look at the basket, and the little Imperial Prince hurriedly went over to hold him.

"What's going on?" He He Shizi Apparent Rong asked: "Why is the luck so good?"

Qin Bi told him about being in a team with the Heir Apparent Su. After listening, the Heir Apparent Rong was surprised that the luck of their two teams was extremely good. Even if an Immortal Sect set up a luck formation, the harvest might not be so rich.

"Go wash up and take a nap," Rong Juan was worried that Qin Bi was tired.

Qin Bi nodded, went to wash up, and then took a nap.

Rong Juan first moved the little milk bun who was rummaging through the field snails aside, prepared pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and counted the harvest with Rong Yang. Everything Qin Bi collected had to be reviewed by Rong Yang.

Rong Yang was young, but he was still the eldest son, the little Heir Apparent of the Rong Prince Manor and the Yan Guogong Manor.

As for the little milk bun? Rong Juan glanced at him; this guy went to rummage through the field snails again, holding a little sweet radish to eat, and caught small fish to play with. He had to eat small fish at noon.

The warehouse was opened, and the counted spiritual food was moved in.

Moving the spirit ginseng and other things to the warehouse, the Heir Apparent Rong said to Rong Yang: "I'll go see your mother. You stay here and watch, don't let Rong Chi kill all the fish and shrimp."

"Okay," Rong Yang agreed.

Thinking of something, Rong Yang put down the pen and ink: "I'll also go see if Mother is asleep."

Rong Juan thought about it, and it was fine. Qin Bi hadn't been home for several days, and the children missed her. Rong Juan said a word to the first strategist Lin Yao, arranged for people to classify the collected things first, and Rong Juan called Rong Yang to the inner courtyard bedroom.

In the bedroom, Qin Bi had finished washing up and was already asleep, snoring softly.

She was tired. Rong Juan walked to the bed and sat down, reaching out to tuck the quilt for Qin Bi. Rong Yang lay on the edge of the bed and looked; the child didn't disturb Qin Bi's sleep. If it were the little milk bun Rong Chi, he wouldn't be so quiet.

Qin Bi's sleep was light, and it was not good to disturb her. Rong Juan and Rong Yang left.

At noon, they ate small fried fish and stewed a wild chicken. Rong Juan went to the bedroom to take a look; Qin Bi hadn't woken up yet. When he went back, the little milk bun was already waiting to eat.

The little Imperial Prince gave the little milk bun Rong Chi a chicken leg and gave Rong Yang one too.

He He Shizi Apparent Rong took a bowl and picked out the chicken heart, chicken gizzard, chicken liver, as well as chicken wings and chicken feet. The little milk bun stared, knowing that this was left for Mother and didn't have his share.

The little milk bun grabbed the chicken leg and gnawed on it.

Rong Yang wanted to eat small fried fish, but the Heir Apparent Rong stopped him: "I'll pick the fish bones for you."

Rong Yang gnawed on the chicken leg again, and the little Imperial Prince said: "I'll pick the fish bones."

"You eat first," the Heir Apparent Rong said: "After eating, watch the children. He He Shizi Apparent's wife just came back and is a bit tired. Perhaps she will sleep until dark. Don't let Rong Chi disturb the Heir Apparent's wife's sleep."

When the little Imperial Prince heard this, he hurriedly started eating.

As long as he took good care of the children, the treatment the Heir Apparent Rong gave him was not low; he could eat spiritual food together. Today's spiritual food was exceptionally good, all wild game collected from the small space in the Beast Realm.

He He Shizi Apparent Rong picked fish bones, fed Rong Yang, and then fed Rong Chi.

Was he impatient? How could that be?

He He Shizi Apparent Rong was very patient. They were all his own children. So what if Rong Yang was He Yan's child? He was a child he raised himself, close to him, so he was his own child.

Unlike the previous life, raising the child of a concubine-born brother—a white-eyed wolf, impossible to raise well.

The little Imperial Prince was full and watched the children. Only then did the Heir Apparent Rong eat.

By the way, he listened to Lin Yao talk about collecting things in the small space in the Beast Realm. He He Shizi Apparent Rong had no emotion on his face, but he was still surprised by the blessing of luck. He He Shizi Apparent Rong sneered. So what if Qin He rushed over in a hurry? They didn't even encounter Qin Tan's team.

It was good to shake off Qin He. He He Shizi Apparent Rong felt that being in a team with Qin He might not have this harvest.

In the afternoon, they continued to count the collected things. Rong Yang held the pen with his little hands and recorded it seriously. Rong Chi didn't like this and was moved over by the Heir Apparent Rong. Even if he didn't like it, he had to watch. The little Imperial Prince also coaxed him.

The little milk bun took the pen with difficulty. He He Shizi Apparent Rong saw that he was annoyed and told him to go rummage through the baskets.

Rong Chi didn't have to count, but he had to have a bottom line for what his family had.

Some field snails were poured out and soaked in clear water to spit out mud. Several children were thinking about eating spicy stir-fried field snails for dinner. He He Shizi Apparent Rong ordered his subordinates to take chili peppers from the warehouse. The spiritual food the children wanted to eat was all in the Heir Apparent Rong's warehouse.

Qin Bi slept until late afternoon. He He Shizi Apparent Rong went back to the bedroom once: "Woke up, sleep a little longer."

"Where are Rong Yang and Rong Chi?" Qin Bi really didn't want to move and still wanted to sleep.

"Playing," the Heir Apparent Rong smiled lightly: "Waiting to eat spicy stir-fried field snails tonight."

Qin Bi smiled and said: "I also love to eat spicy stir-fried field snails."

He He Shizi Apparent Rong nodded, tucked the quilt for Qin Bi: "Wait until the kitchen makes dinner, then call you to eat. Sleep a little longer. Do you want me to call Rong Yang to accompany you? Rong Yang is fine now, the collected things are counted and put in the warehouse." ===== CHAPTER 535 =====